There was still a small taste of salt on his neck from the sweat that had undoubtedly been pooled there before his post-game shower. I began to suck i...tently, needing to leave a mark on his creamy white skin. He began to moan, a deep throaty noise. My hand slid down and began to palm at the swell between his legs. It felt more solid than anything I had encountered before. Giving up the sucking to groan for a moment I did my best to wrap my hand around the bulge. He thrusted up, his hips. I yelped, "But...."She got a beautifully carved gold belt with some rings on the inside fromthe bag. She put my penis through one of the rings and tightened theknob. She then clasped the belt around my waist and a lock clicked shut. I suddenly panicked, "What? I thought we were not supposed to begin tillmidnight."She gave me a lingering kiss, "Trust me, you are going to enjoy this alot more with a little restraint. It is also for your protection. When Istart giving a caning you want to make. Open up then,” she said impatiently. I slowly opened my thighs, hating the utter exposed feeling that washed over me. My bare pussy was open and in full view of Carrie and her camera. “Mmm” she said zooming in, “You are wet you slut! Well I did say you deserved a treat – looks like you’re ready for one too!” She placed the camera down on the side table- making sure it was still focused on my open legs, and then took off her jeans and t-shirt. I took in her body – noticing for the first time. *** Part II: The Approach to Poazach Looking into the forest was like peering into the depths of hell. Cataclysmic was the ruination cast upon it, darkness tainting its sanctity beyond all mortal hope. Never had something so pure been corrupted so thoroughly, for what once was fair now stood as foul, what once was order had turned to chaos, and what once was beauty had become monstrosity. The limbs of the trees were withered shells of their former majesty, the greenery shriveled and blackened,.